SEASON TWO, EPISODE FIVE:
HOMECOMING, PT. 1LUCKY mishallon
"Last week y'all lost to Glenville. Week before that y'all lost to Maple. Homecoming game is this week, and I'll be damned if y'all lose this game!" One of our coaches yelled.
The loud door to the gym opened and closed not long after, footsteps being heard as the person made their way to the stage. Despite my nosiness, I didn't turn back to look, only because of how serious Coach Ben looked.
"We practicing inside, Coach." I say. "This indoor practice ain't gone help us win the game Friday anyway."
"Ask me if I care about that, Luck?" He stepped close to me, making me suck my teeth.
"I'm just saying." I put my hands up in defense. "Practicing indoors ain't helping us 'cause we ain't doing nothing but running. Might as well cut the practice short and we just have an early practice tomorrow or a longer one after school."
"Nigga!" Marvin groaned from beside me.
Coach Ben didn't reply, he just walked back to his previous spot. "If I let y'all go for now, best believe y'all black asses..and Tyler..better be here at six A.M. sharp tomorrow. I'm not playing."
"We don't even need to practice."
"After all those boys who were involved in the rape last year got expelled y'all have been playing shittier than ever! All them other teams already looking at us sideways and now y'all not even helping! Y'all playing shitty and they already think we got a bunch of ruthless ass sex offenders playing for us!"
"And I ain't sure about a lot of shit, but I'm sure as HELL that y'all sorry asses need to be practicing. For most of y'all this is y'all last year playing Varsity football, 'cause I know for certain that y'all asses ain't playing in college!"
I knew I wasn't playing in college anyway, so that ain't bother me. I ain't make the football team until this year which could've been due to the loss of all of the players, because I'm not that good of a player.
I played JV basketball up until this year, only because you can't make JV as a senior, and even if I make the team, I'm going to be on the bench and I know it, but I don't care.
Baseball and track were my sports. Track was eh, but I enjoyed it. I wasn't planning on going to school for it. I wanted to go to school on a baseball scholarship if anything, I was a fantastic baseball player, you could ask anyone.
"Take y'all sorry asses home and go to sleep, because if you ain't here by 6:15 tomorrow then I'm throwing those JV subs in and I'm NOT playing!" Coach Ben dismissed us, everybody soon evacuating the gym.
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